FIRE AFTERMATH

 

               

Unceasing burns by the corners of his gate.

Mates and foes step away from his once coveted plate.

Zamil, watch out for the snake-like mates

The sleek facial features; away they skate.

Kenyan Boy is too terrified to meet the graceful Kate.

21st March 2015 was to be their first date.

                     -Red Art by Kelvin Mark Mwangi. 

WATCH ME UNFOLD.

Chronicles of a deviant with no soul

Beautiful leeching sins have taken a toll

Villagers want to string him to a poll

A cyborg feels no love.

 

Let me tell you the whole story.

Then you will bend your knee and say “sorry”.

He once harboured love the size of a lorry

Flora and fauna of love covered his territory.

A cyborg feels no love.

 

He gave out his love for weeks

The deepest secrets began to leak

Despite feeling vulnerable, he dispensed off the idea of being weak

Extremely evident that love was making him meek.

A cyborg feels no love.

 

He is I and I am him.

This is the untold story so it seems

A True and long lasting love is all but a myth

Now I am left with all these emotions to trim

For…..

A cyborg feels no love.

 

-Red Art by Kelvin Mark Mwangi.

HIGH ON THIS.

I inject my heart and mind into this

Your soul, oh my words wish to kiss.

Ohema, I am your Kenyan Prince.

My princess, you mash up my mind like mince

 

I’m deeply in love with you.

I have felt this way for very few.

You are my entire crew,

My red, yellow and blue.

All these tests of love we have been through,

My sincerest love for you is due.

Ohema, for years to come, you are my boo

 

I write this cause I miss you,

It hurts so much if only you knew.

Wanting the other girls? EW!!

No more biting more than I can chew.

Ohema, for years to come, you are my glue.

 

Red Art by Kelvin Mark Mwangi.